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When you were depressed and
You put your head on my chest
And you told me
That you were tired of being tough
I took you by the hand
And told you I understand
And you told me
That could never be enough
But I will walk with you down the avenue
Though the streets are made of glass
And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet
And avoid all of the cracks
It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in
And one wrong move could shatter
But in the end will it matter
When I was depressed and
I put my head on your chest
And I told you
I could never be enough
You took me by the hand and
Told me you understand
And I told you
That my best wasn’t enough
But I will walk with you down the avenue
Though the streets are made of glass
And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet
And avoid all of the cracks
It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in
And one wrong move could shatter
But in the end will it matter
But I will walk with you down the avenue
Though the streets are made of glass
And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet
And avoid all of the cracks
It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in
And one wrong move could shatter
And if you’d asked me then
I’d have told you that none of it would matter
But I will walk, I will walk, I will walk
